Sunday, August 27, 2006

Minute Mystery

It's 7:30pm on Sunday night. I have no idea where my weekend went. Seriously. I feel like I did a lot...and when I list it all up--helped friend move, went to BBQ, dyed hair, talked to friend who had been traveling world for two months, talked to parents, talked to Grandpa, talked with another friend, cleaned kitchen, cleaned bathroom, put laundry away, updated planner, worked a little, ordered some academic journals, paid bills, read Star magazine, watched some telly--it sure seems like a lot.

I guess I judge my weekends successful by how LITTLE I do... When I have busy weekends and don't spend enough time lounging on the couch, I feel my weekend was wasted. Weekends are for pajamas, beer, and Netlix, not errands.

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